A jumbled list of updates

What an adventure the last few days have been. Sunday, we flew home from Seattle. This time the flight connected in Chicago and so we had to worry about take-off and landing two times! Miraculously, John got Davis to use the binkie for take-off on the second leg and so we only had to give him milk/water on the other three take offs and landings. Also, Davis slept the entire way from Chicago to Boston, at baggage claim, and in the car until we were a quarter-mile from home. John and I were getting really hopeful we could just transfer him inside and he would never need to wake up until his night feeding. No such luck, awake and VERY interested to relearn his house and cats. We were up until 2am, I think, trying to get him back down..eventually it happened. I have to say that the trip on the airplane definitely tested our parenting preparedness. I'll have you know that even though his clothing became less coordinated as the trip wore on, we still had one extra outfit at the end of it! Not bad for rookies. An additional adventure we took on was to transport frozen breastmilk on the airplane. Since I had been sick, we went through our entire stock (almost) of milk and I was really nervous going into daycare that he wouldn't have enough and as Grammie found out the night we went away for our anniversary, Davis says "Just say NO to formula"...Not a situation I wanted to leave him in on his first day of daycare.

John and I were really glad to have a day at home to unpack and organize everything for daycare. We managed to break my breastpump and then fix it (phew), unpack, take a walk, cuddle for hours with Lilly and play for hours with Domino and introduce homemade applesauce to Davis. We made applesauce last fall from organic Northeast handpicked apples and Davis was wild about it, in fact I had to refill the bowl. Unfortunately, this is the very last bottle of it and so John and I are in a hurry to make more for this year.

Finally, we get to today, a BIG day in all of our lives. John and I dropped Davis off at daycare this morning for the first time. Even with all our advanced preparation, I still felt disorganzied and hurried. Davis was very unhappy to be transferred from Mommy's arms to Sarah's arms and it was all I could do not to snatch him back, but you'll be glad to know I didn't AND I didn't cry until we left the daycare. Sarah has written an email to let me know that he his happily playing with his new friends (which, we expected to happen). Luckily, I'm madly busy with work and have less time to dwell on it than I would naturally take.